Thursday, September 29, 2016

And they marched on....

Braving the cold, battling the winds, they forged ahead 
Neither looking left nor looking right, they only looked ahead 
They saw one nation, one land, one anthem and one flag flying high 
"Uphold her glory, her honour", they called to each other! 

Are they to be revered or to be remembered? 
Are they amongst us or here despite us? 
Are they mere mortals or heavenly souls? 
Or perhaps they are ahead of us, miles galore? 

They know not who we are 
Or the extent that we can fathom 
They know not our wavering minds
Nor the frivolity that we can offer 
Yet, they live to fight another day, to harbor our 'morrows 

They do more than we can ever do
While we hide behind our shadows 
They stand where we can never stand 
While we crawl back into our shallows 

Yet, the flag flies high and they march on 
For, they pledged with fervor, 
To uphold her glory and honour, forever and beyond.... 

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